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Chapter Three: Will of the Goddess!
All eyes were on Erik as he stood defiantly in the doorway in a white collar shirt, black slacks, and black trench coat that nearly touched the floor. Ororo raised her head to see his azure eyes burning into her,
"Erik?" she whispered, "What are you doing here? I mean . . . How did you get passed our security system?" she stammered incoherently.
"That's what I wanna know, Bub." Logan said unsheathing his claws on his right fist taking a menacing step toward Erik, who seemed to ignore him altogether. Erik walked around Logan his coat billowing in the wind stopping as he came to kneel before Ororo, who stared at him through low lids. He placed a hand on her cheek caressing it slightly with his thumb,
"Never mind that now." he said gently tucking wild flying hairs behind one of her ears, "We have much more pressing business to attend to."
"My," began Emma looking at the scene before her, "What is so pressing that you are willing to risk your life just to tell us?"
"Yeah, Bub cause if ya don't start talking I'm gonna run ya through." Ignoring Logan for the second time, Erik cleared his throat never taking his eyes away from Ororo,
"A really close friend." Logan growled at him while Ororo's mouth fell open. "You look tired my dear, did you rest at all?" Ororo just looked on in amazement, but began to answer him,
"I remember looking in the mirror after Logan left my room last night or earlier this morning rather . . ." Erik's back stiffened at the thought of her allowing Logan access into her room. His reaction did not go unnoticed by Emma, who witnessed it or Logan, who smelled Erik's jealousy. Logan gave a cocky smirk as Ororo continued, "Then I remember suddenly feeling so drained that I could hardly stand . . . I collapsed on the floor. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in my bed. I just figured Logan came back and found me on the floor but he didn't mention anything so I just really don't know. I don't know what's happening to me Erik?" she admitted her eyes begging for any kind of sign.
"I'm not really sure what is going on," he lied to her taking a glance over his shoulder at Emma, who frowned, "but you can rest assure that I will not allow anything to happen to you." his massive hand engulfing her smaller one.
"You ain't got to worry about Ro. We can take care of her right here, besides you're a human now. You can't take care of anyone, now."
"Logan!" Ororo chastised.
"It's true darlin'. . ." Logan continued, "He ain't much without his powers." At this notion Erik gave a slight smirk sparring Ororo a look before raising to his feet,
"I assure you my boy . . . I am not as weak as you may think." Erik took a step forward. "I may very well be able toss you around this room in the state that I am in currently. Make no mistake, Wolverine, I am no push over." Erik prodded him. Logan growled in anger,
"Watch it Bub." Logan warned squaring his shoulders. "You better have bite with that bark."
"Logan, Erik please control yourselves." Ororo said raising to her feet placing a hand on Erik's back. Erik instantly calmed himself and Logan immediately sheathed his claws as a sort of guilty look formed on his face. Emma marveled at the amount of persuasion Ororo had over two of the most dangerous men on the earth, without realizing her powers over them. Ororo stumbled as she made her way around Erik and he caught her in his arms, "Thanks, Erik but I am fine. You can let go of me now." she said pulling from his embrace, but he held fast,
"If you don't mind me saying so, Ororo, you are far from well. Would you like me to help you to your room?"
"No. I am fine, in fact I'm going to be late for my class. If you all will excuse me." she said removing herself from Erik and brushing past Logan giving him a pat on his arm on her way out of the door. When the ex-villain was sure Ororo was gone he turned to Emma,
"Ororo is far from okay. I didn't want to say this in front of her but she is in serious danger."
"I am aware of the dangers that lurk for Ororo, and I must say it is quite frightening." Emma said slipping back into her leather chair.
"Well excuse the hell out of me but why didn't you two tell the person that is in danger that they're in danger?" Logan said in a very irritated manner as he took a closer step to Emma's desk barring down on it as he glared at her.
"Because . . . Ororo is going to become the danger." Emma said hesitantly carefully wording her words. "To everyone. Humans, mutants, everyone." There was a knock on the door and the person neglected to wait to be invited in,
"Cher, wat da matta wit Stormy?" In the doorway stood the demon eyed mutant that was the charming Gambit. "De Cher come flying outta here like de devil himself was after her." He took one look at Erik, instantly growling and lounging at him. "Remy see why Storm com'a flying out here the devil is here!" Remy yelled followed by a string of French curses as he wailed on Erik, but the older man was blocking his wild blows while getting some very sound and solid punches in as well. Logan struggled to get the out of control younger man off of Erik, but Magneto managed to get one of his feet into Remy's chest flinging him off. Remy picked up a the iron lamp that sat on the nearby tables charging it with his kinetic energy, then throwing it at Erik. Magneto outstretched one hand catching the metallic item in his powers holding it until it exploded between them. Every mouth, aside from Remy's, hung open at Erik's display of powers and control,
"When did you get your powers back, Erik?" Emma asked in a very surprised manner.
"A year ago my dear." he said calmly still staring Remy down, who glared with just as much intensity.
"And you haven't tried to take over the world since then?" Logan provoked but was met with silence from the dignified nobleman. Erik steadily held Remy's gaze,
"No. I have changed, Wolverine."
"Yeah right!" Logan scuffed at him. Emma looked on with mild interest at the turn of events.
"Why, how have you been, young Remy? Still thieving?"
"Wat de hell is dis son o' bitch doin' here? Get 'em outta here!"
"I'd take it you two got a pretty bad history." Logan said with wisp of a grin on his face. Emma snickered at his enjoyment of the situation.
"Ya damn right we do, mon ami. He took Remy's Stormy away from 'em."
"Her powers were getting out of her control and you know that. Listen I do not have to explain myself to the likes of you."
"Ya betta do betta than dat, cod. I know how you feel about Stormy! Ya de reason she couldn' love Remy! And ya took her away so ya could have her to ya'self. Remy know de real reason Stormy left dis school in de first place."
"You shut your mouth or I will make you." Magneto growled at the younger man as the metallic objects in the room began to float in Erik's rage. Emma began to scan both of their minds searching for answers.
"What in the hell is going on here?" Logan asked completely confused by the turn of events. Emma thought that she would enlighten the lost man,
"Erik, was once a professor here. He and Ororo fell in love, and when Charles found out about the two of them he immediately demanded that the two of them break it off. Ororo ran away when Erik rejected her and that is when she met Remy. They had an interesting affair during the Mardi Gras but Erik went there and persuaded her to come back, she and Remy came back with him. Remy and Erik never really saw eye to eye for several reasons."
"Ororo." Logan interjected
"Exactly. After Ororo turned Remy down he went back to New Orleans, and she too turned down Erik after she found out his radical views on humans."
"I've changed a lot since then." Erik interjected
"Once an extremist always an extremist." Logan scuffed at Erik crossing his flannel covered arms across his chest.
"Remy agrees wholeheartedly, mon ami. Dat asshole will always be jus' dat!"
"Pardon me? I have changed immensely. But if that is the way you feel Logan once a murder always a murder eh Wolverine?" Wolverine's face dropped Erik smiled at his discomfort. Erik then turned to Remy, "And once a thief always a filthy thief." Remy charged at him but Logan stopped him mid-stride.
"Let it go, Cajun."
"If you gentlemen are finished? I would much enjoy to continue my sentences. Is that alright with you men?" All three males nodded their heads in subjection to the irrate woman before them, all three knowing better than to challenge an aggravated female.
"She believed in Charles's dream, and Professor Lensherr could not handle that and thus the Brotherhood of Mutants was created. That is basically the long and short of it, now if you please Erik, tell us what you know so we can save Ororo's life."
"How dare you hold contempt in your voice when you speak of Ororo and I, when Charles and yourself had a steamy affair of your own."
"Erik you must understand this is not about you. Besides, I am older than Ororo and thus,"
"Charles knew of Ororo's potential and wanted to keep her under his thumb. He knew what she was to become and tried to keep her weak and I would not settle for that."
"Charles loves her! He did not want you corrupting her with your evil plots!" Logan frowned going from Erik to Emma and back.
"Xavier was a hypocrite when it came to Ororo. He wanted to control her! If she chose me by God I would have let her free reign by my side."
"What was going on between you and Ororo was clearly unethical! Charles and I did not become a couple until after I graduated."
"My dear it would do nicely for you to mind your so called ethics, when you speak of Ororo and I."
"You are right, Erik." she said bitterly as she ran a hand through her hair, "I was clearly unprofessional. Would you please excuse me." Erik watched her for a moment before beginning,
"Emma you are right . . . this is not about either one of us. Ororo is in danger and that should be the focus of our conversation, agreed?"
"Of course, Erik."
"Ole Gambit here don' understand. Stormy in sum' kinda trouble?"
"Yeah, Kid. Ro is in some pretty deep shit. What I wanna know is what does this pompous ass know about it."
"Why, someone has been reading the dictionary."
"Erik, please." Emma begged applying pressure to the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger. Erik sighed tiredly,
"Very well. This morning during my workout session I received a visitor, a rather interesting fellow, he had sickly pale skin and blood red eyes." Remy stiffened at the description of the man looking puzzled. "He told me that the first mutant to ever walk the earth is suppose to awaken and reclaim his throne and bride, Ororo. He is very evil and very powerful."
"But that's crazy! Ororo is~"
"I know what you are going to say Logan, but Ororo is the direct descendent of his sadistic wife. Ororo looks just like her aside from,"
"The hair . . ." Emma trailed off raising from her seat.
"You know who I speak of?"
"Yes, I had the displeasure of meeting her when I entered Ororo's mind." Emma frowned placing a hand on her chin walking from around the desk. "So Ororo has no knowledge at all about what is to happen to her."
"No idea."
"Den wat are you waitin' on, mon ami. We mus warn her!"
"For what, Cajun? So we can stress her out and have the weather out of wack from her to Barbados? I don't think so, Bub."
"Logan is right. Would you gentlemen excuse me for a moment . . ."
"Where ya going?" Logan asked blocking her path.
"Cerebro." she said simply stepping around Logan as she exited the room. Erik looked at the other two before exiting the room. Logan and Remy exchanged looks before they both left.
Marie continued to stare at the door with an angry scowl on her face from when Remy stormed out of the room. What struck her as odd was she found that a sort of loneliness entered her heart when he left but quickly disregarded the feeling as silly, deluded, nothingness. Her mind then traveled to the vision she had. What did that vision mean? What's happening to me? Marie walked over to the mirror to once again to stare at her reflection. A frown still marring her features, her cheeks were still flushed from the pain of her previous attack. She attempted to brush her hair again to no use throwing the brush to the dresser.
"Ah wonder what's wrong with me? Why do these crazy things keep happening to me? Lucky fo me the Cajun showed up when he did even though he's a Jackrabbit!" She growled in frustration as she remembered how cocky he looked while he talked to her about Bobby. Cocky Cajun thinks he knows everythang! He don't know nuthin' bout me and Bobby! She thought as she grabbed her backpack and stormed out of the room,
"Stupid swamp-rat." She hissed for the umpteenth making her way down the stairs to the 'Mess Hall' as she entered she found that the Mess Hall was surprisingly empty aside from Kitty and Bobby at the Dinning room table. Kitty was sitting beside Bobby sharing a hardy laugh without a care in the world, as if the fight between Marie and Bobby never took place at all. Marie watched in total dismay as Kitty placed a kiss on Bobby's cheek and the blush instantly ran throughout his face, where a goof smile hung on his lips. The two shared an intense look between each other as they began leaning into one another closing the gap between their lips, neither have yet to see her so Marie thought that she would slip back out but she was spotted by another entering the Mess Hall from a different direction,
"Hey Marie, what's shaking?" exclaimed Clarice Ferguson a.k.a. Blink causing everyone to look up at the latest X-Woman and best-friend of Marie's. Clarice was a lovely girl with bright green eyes, vibrant violet skin, an outstanding figure, long but odd colored magenta hair, on her face were markings the same color as her hair, and she was the same height as Marie 5' 5. Marie and Clarice instantly became friends from the moment she entered the X-Mansion a year ago. Clarice also formed a father/daughter bond with Logan and a mother/daughter bond with Ororo. Clarice bounced over to her friend her long magenta ponytail bouncing with her making a large contrast with her green midriff top and dark blue jeans. Her bright green eyes followed Marie's gaze to find two guilt ridden teens looking back at them and her face instantly fell into a scowl,
"Oh. That is." she said simply.
"Marie." Bobby began
"Rogue it's not what you think." Kitty continued for him as she rose from her chair.
"So you've added psychic powers to your phasing abilities?" Clarice asked in a sarcastic amusement.
"No." Kitty snapped at her,
"Then how could you possibly know what she's thinking? Or not thinking? But if I were asked what was going on I would think that you were trying to kiss her boyfriend." Clarice's green eyes drift to glare at Bobby, who looked guilty as sin.
"I gotta go." Marie said quickly as she ran out of the Mess Hall. Kitty and Bobby took off after her, but Clarice stopped them with two forceful hands to their chests,
"Where do you think your going? I think the two of you need to give her some space." she growled sending death glares at the both of them.
"I need to see if Marie's okay!" Bobby exclaimed
"You take another step Frostbite and I'll blink you straight to Hell." I remember when she use to be shy. Kitty complained within her mind.
Marie burst through the doors of the Xavier Mansion running as fast as her body allowed to the gardens. The X-gardens was Marie's special place to think and sort through things, finally stopping in the center of the gardens she fell to her knees. Marie snatched her gloves off slinging them to the side after her skin began to itch intensely. The skin of her hands and arms had deep black blotches on them she shrieked in terror at the sight,
"Oh my God! What's happening to me?" Marie looked at the grass around her that was once green but now fading to a dead brown color. She gasped then fell back on her butt in a clumsy heap. The flowers, grass, and even weeds died after being near her, tears sprang to her eyes when a beautiful butterfly dropped dead when it flew in her vicinity. The skin of her hands and arms sucking in the life force of all living things around her without her touching it, the sores shrunk down to invisible. She pulled her knees to her chest holding herself rocking back and forth repeatedly telling herself that everything was going to be okay. Marie looked up at the sound of wings beating against the wind and before her landed the beautiful Warren Worthington III, with a look of concern on his face.
"Marie? Is everything alright?" she scooted back as quickly as she could from him,
"Stay back Warren, I'm dangerous!" He frowned slightly not fully understanding what was agitating her,
"Marie . . . you've got to calm down." He crouched to his hands and knees slowly creeping up on the girl. Marie shook her head no as she tried to make herself as small as possible. Warren was yet persistent in calming her he placed a hand on her bare arm and she jerked away,
"Warren are ya trying to git ya'self killed? I just told you I was dangerous." Warren looked at her cautiously,
"Marie, you have to trust me, okay?"
"But Warren~"
"Marie . . . trust me." he once again touched her bare arm and nothing happened. "See? I'm fine." Marie burst into tears and Angel brought her into his arms holding her tightly. "Shh . . . shh it's okay." he rubbed her wild brown and white hair trying to calm her down. Warren took a survey of the area around them and noticed that everything looked dead or on the verge of death. How in the world did this happen? Warren thought as he brought the two of them to their feet. "Are you okay now?" Marie gave him a small grin,
"Ah've been a lot betta but Ah'll make it." there was a sadness on her face. Warren wiped her tears away and gave a her a friendly smile, which she turned her head away. Warren cupped her chin bringing her head around to look at him,
"What happened here?" Warren asked her to which she burst into tears, "Marie . . . Marie?" he simply pulled her back into his arms holding her closely.
"What's going on here?" Warren and Marie turned to see a worry faced Clarice blinking her brilliantly lit green eyes. Clarice slowly walked over to Marie wrapping her arms around the shaken girl. Clarice looked to Warren, who shrugged, then at the area they were standing in to find the vegetation dead.
"Marie? Marie you have to talk to me sweetie, what happened here?" She gently pushed Marie out from her so she could see the girl's eyes. Her hazel eyes gazed sadly into Clarice's green ones. Marie sighed taking a step back turning away from them.
"Myah powers . . . there back, but they are different this time. A lot stronger then before but I can still touch people, I don't understand." she glanced over her shoulder at them. "Ah'm okay now. Ah just need to . . ." Marie stopped short when she noticed the change in the elements above. Clarice also noticed the change and gasped,
"Ro."
Ororo ran past some students in the hallway closing the door behind her taking a seat behind her oak wood desk. She grabbed two handfuls of platinum hair letting her hands slide down her face to rest at her temples as she massaged them. Everything was happening so fast, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves closing her eyes as she said a quick little prayer. Bright lady I thought I was over him. Why is Erik here and now? Why is everything falling apart. I wish Charles was here. Her eyes were snapped to attention when she heard a knock at her door. Can't I just get a couple of minutes to myself? Okay that is a dumb question.
"Come in." she called out for whomever was on the other side of the door to hear. A tall younger man with massive muscles and young woman, short in stature entered, "Peter and Wanda, what brings you by my class?" she said in a false cheery voice with a plastered smile on her face just as phony as her voice that neither of her colleagues were buying.
"Ororo, we saw you run pass us and we just wanted to check on you. Are you alright?" the new student, Wanda Maximoff, asked looking at Ororo, worry etched in her smooth tan features of her face, curly red hair framing it.
"Of course, Wanda. I'm fine. I just ran into my past that's all."
"Storm?" Peter, now a professor in training, warned in a tone that communicated volumes between the two teammates. She smiled broadly at him rising out of her chair placing a hand on each of their shoulders leading them to the door.
"Don't worry I'm fine, just tired." she ushered them to the exit.
"Ro . . ." she looked at him anxious to know what was impeding his progress from leaving the room.
"Yes, Peter?"
"If you need anything . . . don't be afraid to ask me. I'm not your pupil anymore but a friend. I'm here for you."
"I am too, Ororo." Wanda added with a friendly smile. Ororo returned to Wanda her own warm smile.
"I'll be back to check on you later." with that he gave her hug before leaving out of the room. She could not stop the smile the found her lips. He's grown up so much. I'm so proud of him. A cold sensation washed over her and the tiredness of earlier hit her full force and with it this time pain, that throbbed throughout her body. She stumbled to the desk dropping into seat holding her sides closing her eyes tightly. When she opened them she found bright red blood on her white shirt and beige slacks seeping from her nose. Gasping, she reached into each of her drawers in search of a handkerchief, but found a large hand-held mirror instead. Ororo looked at herself awhile as the blood slid down her face not that she noticed as she stared at her reflection. The reflection glared back at her with sapphire blue eyes, a bloodless face, its hair black with a white strip running down the center, and bright orange robes swooping across one shoulder leaving the other bare. Suddenly the reflection smiled cruelly then reached out a hand through the mirror grabbing Ororo's neck choking her. Ororo shrieked in terror her eyes large in fright as she fought with the hand around her neck,
"Let go of me!"
No! We will become one on this day! The reflection's voice was sophisticated and posh a lovely African accent graced each syllable.
"Who are you! What do you want with me!"
I am the Goddess and I want my will to be done! Ororo looked at the door as she heard Peter and Wanda beating on the other side,
"Help me!"
"Ororo open the door! Please!" Wanda exclaimed pounding her small fists against the door.
"Stand aside!" Peter shouted as he transformed and began pounding on the door shaking the whole wall but not having an affect at all. The reflection looked in the direction of the door then cackled happily.
They can't help you. You are mine child! The Will of the Goddess shall be done! The reflection seemed to growl in satisfaction.
"Let go of me!" Ororo's eyes went white with power as the weather outside become treacherous. She sent a lighting-bolt through the hand-held mirror her shoulders heaving up and down from the exertion.
Do you think you have gotten rid of me so easily?
"Who are you? What do you want?" Ororo whined as tears slid down her face the wind still flowing in the room dancing with her extremely long bangs. "What do you want?"
Heh, heh, heh, poor child must I take care of you too?
"What do you mean?"
"Ro! Who are you talking to in there?" Logan shouted from the other side.
I am the Goddess of life and death, Goddess of storms, and Goddess of change and what I want is my will to be done. I want vengeance against all of those who have ever challenged me. I want the heads of all mortals to bow at my feet attached or not to their necks. Either they worship me or face death. I'm not particular picky about what they choose.
"I can't let you do this." Ororo said shaking her head in defiance,
Ha, ha dear child you aren't allowing me to do anything. I'm a Goddess! I would love to see you try and stop me. Heyyah! Ororo was struck across the face then slung across the room slamming into a wall. You still going to try and stop me? The Wind-rider was clawed in the side and down the opposite cheek, then slammed into an opposite wall.
"I will stop you!" Ororo exclaimed releasing hellish amounts of rain, hail, and dangerous winds. The classroom was quickly becoming trashed student desks were upturned, the windows were burst out, followed by the entire wall with the windows, and papers were strewed everywhere.
Ugh! That was unexpected. I will return to you. You are mine Wind-rider! The voice disappeared. Ororo fell to her hands and knees completely drained of all energy. She looked up at the sounds of her colleagues yelling to get to her and the even more loud bangs ramming against the door and walls, from the concentrated effort, and soon she crawled into the corner pulling her knees to her chest falling into semi-consciousness.
"I am aware of the consequences . . ." Emma spoke to the person on the other end of her cellular phone in exasperated tone. "I just don't know what else to do . . . we really need you here, I, really need you here." She whispered into the phone as she continued her journey to Cerebro. "That certainly has not slipped my mind, Ch~"
"Talking to your lover? Tell Charles I said hello." Erik said interrupting her conversation.
"That's impossible, Erik. Both you and I know Charles is dead. You saw him die." Erik crossed his arms across his chest a smirk on his handsome face.
"Come now, you don't expected me to buy that. Emma please do not insult my intelligence. I know that Charles is alive and I know that he has sent you to keep an eye on things. More importantly keep an eye on his "daughter"." Magnus made quotations with his fingers. Emma smiled at him slyly,
"He would like a word with you." she said handing him the phone.
"Charles! What a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect your little lap dog to be so dependent on you, old friend." Emma seethed with anger at the ex-villains comments, which brought a broad smile to Erik's lips which quickly fell as he became serious once more. "She's in terrible shape and I suspect it to get much, much worse. She's already beginning to withdraw into herself." his tone was solemn. "I got a visitor this morning. The rather interesting fellow, told me that it is only going to get worse from here. Apocalypse is going to be after her, and I am not leaving her side this time." Erik shuffled his feet in irritation, "I will not allow you to interfere this time, old friend. That is all." His gorgeous blue sapphires pierced Emma's pale blue eyes, "Here." he said handing her the phone turning to leave but was stopped by Emma's hand on his arm,
"Wait. He has something else to say to you." she handed him the phone back,
"What do you want?" Both looked up at the sound of thunder rumbling through the heavens above, followed by an ear piercing scream. "Charles, I'll get back to you." Erik closed the phone down taking off down the hall with Emma both running full speed. They met up with Logan, Clarice, Marie, and Warren, who were also running to find out the source of Ororo's discomfort.
"What the hell did you do to her?" Logan shouted at Erik,
"I did nothing, ingrate!" the two men stopped arguing when they found Remy trying to charge the walls but wasn't allow too but he kept trying anyway, Peter in metal form beating on the door with no success, and Scarlet Witch using hex-bolts on the walls with no affect either. Logan unsheathed his claws taking his place beside the other three making no progress either.
"What is going on?" Emma shouted but stopped short when she heard Ororo with her ears and the voice attacking her with her mind. "We have to get that door open! Ororo hold on, we're coming!" She turned into her diamond form taking a spot beside Peter beating on the wall with him.
"I'm going in!" Clarice said preparing to Blink to the other side of the door.
"NO! Clarice we don't know what's going on the other side."
"I have to Warren, Ro's in danger!"
"Just wait, Kid." Logan said over his shoulder. "Wait! She's beginning to calm down." Marie suddenly felt nauseated then fainted and Remy was at her side instantly.
"Cher!"
Magneto ran into the classroom beside Ororo's bursting out a window taking flight outside entering the classroom finding Ororo in the corner shivering and bleeding. When he got closer her eyes snapped open and were wild and full of fear but calmed down when she realized who it was.
"Hey Erik . . . do you like my new decor?"
"It's quite lovely." he joked getting a slight snicker out of her that became a painful cough. "How are you, beautiful?"
"I've had better days." she joked both looked around when Clarice appeared in the room behind them.
"Roro?" Clarice asked with tears instantly running down her face as she took a hesitant step forward.
"I'll be okay sweetie." Ororo forced a smile on her face.
"Clarice?" Erik asked her, she looked at him with lost eyes. "Can you get to the White House from here?"
"I can get to the moon from here."
"Good. Go to the White House and bring back Dr. Henry McCoy. Can you do that for me?"
"Yes sir." Clarice's face scrunched in concentration then she disappeared. Erik walked over to Ororo taking a seat beside her both sitting in a comfortable silence, she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Erik?"
"Yes, my dear." he asked catching her gaze,
"Why haven't you asked me what happened?"
"Because, I know you. You will tell me when you're ready." Ororo gave him a halfhearted smile before passing out again. He pulled her into his arms cradling her head gently with one massive hand. He looked to heaven,
"Heaven help us." Erik looked up as the wall came crumbling down. The X-Men came rushing over to them. Erik stood holding Ororo's unconscious body in his arms.
"Is she okay?" Erik shook his head no.
"Clarice is collecting Dr. McCoy right now so let's get her down to the Medical Lab."
Mr. Sinister looked at the screens with a look of awe on his face. He had no idea Ororo was so powerful, if only she would release her powers for real. Just let them loose not even Jean Grey could stop her. He rose from his chair walking through his lab. He stood before a large coffin with flashing lights dancing along the sides.
"My Lord it has begun. When you awake we can move to the next stage." His pale hand brushed the coffin as he walked over to the computer.
"Computer?"
"Yes, Master?"
"Began phase 2."
"As you wish, Master." Mr. Sinister smiled, very pleased with himself as he walked through his lab to finish his experiments.
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